Jack Frost had left his calling card across the South-West from the Chiltern Hills to the South Downs.
Across the acid grasslands of Barnes Common the frost lay thick and even covering the grasses and gorse with delicate crystals. In the hollows the mist hung close to the ground. I took advantage of an early school run to head onto Richmond Park to observe the sugar dusting of frost by Beverley Brook as it twists its way via Robinhood Gate up towards Roehampton Gate and our to the back of Sheen.
The sky was made up of soft pale blue and lilac with a softness to the light, the trees silhouetted in by the soft morning sun as the myriad of crystals sparkled a soft Sheen as far as the eye could see.
The water of the brook ran crystal clear and the run off from the hills turned into the river with pace.
I looked under the bridge to see if I could see a chub, there by a hawthorn a dark shadow edge out from the bank and back again but the usual shoal of dace were not to be seen.
After a brief walk I headed back to the Thames to observe the morning mist lift over the Fullers Brewery. On many occasions last year after a high tide lost floats could be found on the high water mark, recently none had been found except for today five were found all very close together. Two were chubber style floats, one branded Kingfisher, another a small yellow bubble float or controller,the top section of a reed waggler that can be shortened and used for trotting and finally a small black and yellow pike float.
It was interesting to find these all within a few yards of each other two of them being inches apart. Were these lost floats the result of a tussle with a record fish, a snatch from Esox or just the result of a snag – we will never know but it is worth the thought.